Saturday, February 6, 2010

365 Seinfeld

My husband stayed up late last night working on a Valentine’s Day poem for me. He said that once he was in the groove he lost track of time. Before he knew it, it was finished. He said, “Ya know, it really didn’t take that long.” Like when George was trying to fake being an architect again and he said he built the new addition to the Guggenheim.

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